Ultraman: It turns out this is the easy mode.

Chapter 694 Japan: I am always the one who suffers

"So, what did Baofeng No. 1 discover this time?" In the conference room, senior joint defense executives from all over the world sat around the circular conference table. The holographic projection on the table flickered, making everyone's faces difficult to tell. The air was filled with oppressive silence. Someone's fingers unconsciously tapped on the conference tablet, making a tiny sound, breaking the silence.

The group looked at each other in silence, and no one spoke first. After all, the situation this time was really tricky - Cui Ming encountered a honey trap again. But unlike before, Cui Ming did not playfully expose the trap as usual, but relied on his keen intuition to directly follow the clues to track down the mastermind behind the scenes. But no one expected that with Cui Ming's reconnaissance ability comparable to that of a precision radar, he would find nothing.

"But." A military adviser pushed his glasses, his eyes behind the lenses showing worry, "No. This is the real problem!" His words made everyone frown even deeper. Everyone knows that the nose of the guy named Storm One is like a dog. No! Storm One is a dog that thinks it is here to steal business! In previous operations, Cui Ming could use a trace of energy fluctuations to find hidden space spies in the intricate city maze; he could also follow the slime traces left by the monster to track its lair. Now, he fell into a carefully planned honey trap.

"Storm One said they didn't catch him, but they have clues."

"What kind of alien is this?" The chairman of the meeting broke the solemn atmosphere and spoke in a low voice.

"Mefilas." The holographic file that the intelligence chief called up unfolded before everyone's eyes. In the picture, the grim figure in a black robe slowly rotated. The file data was constantly updated, showing the numerous crimes and brilliant achievements that Mefilas had committed in the universe.

Bang! ! ! ! The folder in the hands of the Japanese representative fell to the ground with a "clack". He collapsed on the chair, his face instantly turned as pale as paper. "Fuck! Mefilas!" His voice was trembling, "This thing is too advanced! It's the type that even Ultraman can't beat."

The conference room fell into a deeper silence. Everyone knew that the Mefilas were famous for their wisdom and strategy. They were good at playing with people's hearts and setting traps that were linked together and often hard to guard against. Their technological level was far superior to that of the Earth, and every move was accompanied by a shocking conspiracy.

"No, why are we here in Japan again?!" The Japanese representative stood up suddenly, and the chair made a harsh sound on the ground, "Can't you let us take a break?!" There was a tearful tone in his voice and veins bulged on his forehead - ever since the first Ultraman fought against the Mefilas at Lake Longsen, the Japanese Archipelago has become a "testing ground" for this evil race. The previous strange revival incident and the underwater fortress in Tokyo Bay, which disaster did not leave the Japanese people displaced?

Oh, and there are the Kiras brothers from Storm One. They can also create tsunamis and stuff, not to mention the Tsunami couple on Earth.
The others present looked at the guy in front of them pitifully, their eyes full of sympathy and helplessness. There was nothing they could do, they understood this despair too well. The Mephilas were like a plague in the universe, playing with people's minds with wisdom and subverting civilization with conspiracy. Although the Earth had reached a short-term cooperation with a Mephilas, everyone knew that this race had always had its own ulterior motives and could never be regarded as an "ally". After all, under the command of the Anpera, there was a Mephilas staff officer who was an accomplice to the evil and planned the encirclement and suppression of the Ultra Brothers. The tragic battlefield still makes the Space Guard feel scared.

"Hiss—" When Cui Ming mentioned the information that he knew the Mefilas who could split the planet, the whole conference room gasped. Some people subconsciously touched their ties at their collars, as if this could relieve the suffocation; some people repeatedly stroked the conference tablet, leaving messy marks on the screen with their fingertips. You know, the power that can tear a planet apart is enough to crush the earth into cosmic dust.

After a short silence, the chairman of the meeting suppressed the trembling in his heart: "So, which Mephilas is this, and what kind of assistance does Storm One need." His voice was trembling imperceptibly, and his knuckles turned white due to excessive force. The reporter quickly called up the encrypted file, and the serpentine emblem of the Mephilas star appeared in the holographic projection: "Mr. Storm One said to hold back for now, because that Mephilas is not a big problem." After the voice fell, the entire conference room fell into a strange silence, with only the hum of the air conditioner outdoor unit echoing in the empty space.

"Uh..." Amid the continuous gasps, someone couldn't help but mutter, "Only he dares to say that."

Listen, do people say it?
At this time, Cui Ming
Cui Ming was sitting on a chair made of unknown metal, which was cool and elastic to the touch. His fingertips tapped the armrests lightly, making a regular "tap-tap" sound, and he stared at the Mefilas star opposite him with a sharp gaze. This alien exuded a mysterious aura, and his black robe was embroidered with strange silver patterns, which appeared and disappeared with his movements, like a flowing galaxy.

Holy shit! It looks like this guy has doubled his wealth again.

"Do you know that Mefilas?" Cui Ming was the first to break the silence, his voice deep and powerful, echoing in the empty hall. His eyes were sharp, as if he could see through the other person.

Mefilas picked up the bone china coffee cup elegantly. The brown liquid in the cup was shining with an attractive luster, and the hot steam was rising. He took a sip and raised a confident smile: "I know it, but unfortunately, it can't compare with me." His voice was a bit lazy and arrogant, and the ending tone was slightly rising, as if he was showing off some great capital.

"I'm not here to listen to your ideas. Tell me the details." Cui Ming's tone was full of impatience. He leaned forward, his eyes becoming more and more fierce. In his opinion, every second at this moment was crucial and could not be wasted. In his eyes, those strange crystal lamps used by the Mefilas people for decoration were nothing more than cumbersome decorations. The only urgent task was to obtain key information as soon as possible.

"Well, actually, that guy seems to have found something ancient. Maybe you can start from there." Mefilas put down the coffee cup, and tapped the table with his slender fingers, making a crisp sound. There was a subtle cunning in his eyes, "But, that thing is not that simple. Maybe it contains secrets that can subvert the order of the universe." He deliberately dragged out his tone, as if to create a mysterious atmosphere, and as if to test Cui Ming's reaction.

"Okay, you don't mind if I kill it, right?" Cui Ming looked straight into the other person's eyes without any hesitation in his words.

"Of course not. If it wants to die, then let it die." The Mefilas spread his hands with a nonchalant expression on his face. "In our Mefilas world, losers have no value in existence. If it can't even protect itself, it's just a speck of dust in the universe." He leaned back in his chair, his eyes flashing with a cold light, as if he was looking at something that had nothing to do with him. The whole room fell into a brief silence, and only the slight sound of the air conditioner broke the eerie silence.

(End of this chapter)